Ohhh the silence...

...of my blog this week. Well, Kevin took off to Nashville, TN last weekend to check everything out at Vanderbilt and officially accepted their post doc! We will be moving mid-August. Kyle and I were on our own for the most part, but survived. A full dose of Zofran every morning and a visit from Nana kept us afloat until Kevin returned late Tuesday night. I have yet to drop down to my half dose of Zofran again...I'm hoping I can keep taking the full dose until Micah arrives now. I am way more functional.

In baby news, we had an appointment on Friday and Micah was head down! He still goes diagonal on a daily basis, but also stays head down for hours at a time. The midwives seem to think that as soon as I go in to labor, he'll drop down in to my pelvis, so no talk of inversions or c-sections so far! I was completely relived. I've been craving junk food, which has done nothing for my weight gain. As of Wednesday, I will be 37 weeks and cleared to deliver at the birth center no matter when I go in to labor! It's hard to believe we are this close. I feel like there are still things to do: pack bags, pick up cloth diapers/wipes, CLEAN THE HOUSE, raise the crib mattress, set up bassinet, find swaddling blankets, install car seat, sew up a pouch sling. There's more and I often think about it while lying in bed. However, I think I am still sleeping better than most pregnant women approaching their 37th week, for which I am truly grateful. I know the sleep deprivation is coming and there is no way to describe what a zombie you are in the first several weeks.

I told Kevin that if we need to stay the night again, he is going home to sleep with Kyle and I will stay with Micah. When Kyle was born, Kevin passed out and I couldn't rouse him the whole first night to help me! Additionally, he took up the whole bed (they don't have king size at the birth center like we do at home). So I sat in a rocking chair all night long. I was so close to changing the spelling of Kyle's name on the paperwork out of spite the next morning, lol (I wanted to spell it Kile). Of course, we worked it out once we came home, but if you're nursing, those first several weeks of night wakings will inevitably fall to you (I dislike pumping).

Kevin graciously gave me the morning off today, waking up with Kyle, getting him ready for church, and leaving me to enjoy my solitude at home! I know this will not be happening for a long, long time after Micah arrives (at least one boy will probably be with each of us all the time, even weekends).

As much as I want to meet Micah, as excited as I am to not be pregnant anymore, I am so happy for every extra day he gets to grow inside of me. Don't get me wrong, I'm so done with pregnancy, but there's something about knowing how much good even one extra day in the womb can do for a new baby that helps you stick it out! Have I been having contractions? Yep, just last night in fact, (and I'm not talking braxton hicks), but a little rest and lots of water seems to continue to keep them at bay.

My next appointment is June 5th.